Monday, May 6, 2013

Evolution

Hi Everyone,

Its been ages, so sorry i disappeared again. I know i really should do better, i know. I am not sure what to call this post, since i am not a poet or anything, but it came to me while going down memory lane one day, please tell me what you think...

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Evolution; The gradual development of something, especially from a simple  to a complex form 



               This post is dedicated to all my friends, the old and the new, the past and the present ....

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                           Twenty children cannot play together for twenty years - Nigerian proverb


Young girls;
We played ludo, ten ten, suwe, police and thief, we cooked vegetables in make believe pots and beat our dolls senseless, in our make believe classrooms, life was all fun and games, boys were gross and dirty, the world was at our feet...

Secondary school students;
A grand adventure secondary school proved to be, surely the boarding house was our karma for all the years we were naughty, the fear of the senior girl lent much wisdom, we made life long friends, we believed we were special and competed in academics, sports and bragged about who could read the fattest novels, and we agreed that some boys could be sorta, kinda, maybe... cute....the playing field was level..


Teenagers;
The end of secondary school is in sight, there is no use denying that we are not all equal, we are not all gifted, we are not all rich, and we are not all drop dead gorgeous; the last two facts emerge just at the time teenage hormones begin to rage, this realisation brings much confusion, maybe the world does revolve around cute boys, and the playing field? not so level after all...


Young Ladies;
The gap widens, and becomes manifest; there were those who had to do the *JAMB exam more than once, while some aced the exams at first sitting, there were those who had the luxury of schooling abroad, while some had to make do with schooling here. We are all hopeful, we are all starry eyed,  we all go through the system, university education will make it all better it seems, we will find love, we will all have a good life..only, the boyfriend who was supposed to become the husband backs out at the last minute, the girlfriend realises she has out grown the man she thought she loved, a friend dies after an asthma attack, a friend's boyfriend is rusticated because of cultism, a family fortune changes because of the loss of  the bread winner, life actually, is full of surprises ....



Post University Ladies
The years have sped past, we all emerge victorious, armed with our degrees, our battle scars and hope, we are all to go for *NYSC,  those who schooled outside of Nigeria return and we meet again. NYSC is made from the very fabric of life, nothing goes as planned, from the arrival of the call up letter to the place of primary posting. If only the worst scenario were of those who for a plethora of reasons could not not make their NYSC batch, sadly it is not, some went for NYSC and never returned ..


Job huntin' Ladies
We all enter the already saturated labour market, we are all on the look out for the dream job. Career paths are decided, the right jobs comes to different people for different reasons; brains, luck, looks, connection, the rest keep hope alive, it will be their turn soon, how soon it comes however is not certain, All fingers are not equal...


Single Ladies
The race to find a mate begins, the 'bad' girls have got this one it seems, When are you getting married is the song on the lips of everyone, the next degree on the horizon is the "MRS", one by one, most of us get hitched and life really begins?......


Married women
We soon realise like those before us, that marriage is not the end of life, there is so much more... marriage it seems, is so very like a house, the foundation is the most important part, like a bank account you can only withdraw what you put in, we discover that life does not always deliver on our expectation no matter how much we pray/wish for it, what life requires now, is adjustments....

Mothers
Motherhood or the lack of it brings with it its own heart ache, the one who has been married for years and is still waiting for this precious fruit, the one waiting for the second child that is taking its merry time, the one who keeps trying to get the elusive male or female child as the case may be, the one who accidentally gets pregnant for a fourth child and nearly loses her marriage, a friend struggling to conceive, dies after a fibroid operation goes wrong.... a Yoruba proverb says so wisely ' For the woman who has a child, it is the child that will kill her and for the woman who has none, its the child ***( rather the lack of) that will kill her' .O life, you are not meant to be understood after all, or are you?.....


Life begins at forty, as the saying goes. And as the big 40 approaches with the promise of a rebirth, we wait, we dream, we hope, we laugh, we cry, we pray, meanwhile, life continues to evolve....

* JAMB ; Joint Admissions and Matriculation Board
**  NYSC ; National Youth Service Corps
***emphasis mine

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